Julian reached the top landing and stood directly beside Elena.
He looked down at his young nephew resting peacefully in her arms.
Julian: Is the baby hurt in any way?
Elena: No, he is completely safe and unharmable in my care.
Victoria: Give him back to me this second!
Elena: Stand back, Victoria.
Elena shifted her weight to shield the child from Victoria's outstretched hands.
Julian noticed that Elena was holding an official yellow envelope beneath the blanket fold.
Julian: What is that document you are holding, Elena?
Elena: It is the original trust agreement signed by your father last year.
Victoria gasped loudly and took a step backward toward the railing.
Her face went pale as she stared at the yellow paper.
Victoria: You had no right to open my personal wall safe!
Elena: The safe was left wide open inside the nursery closet.
Julian: Why was my father's private trust document in your nursery safe, Victoria?
Victoria: I was keeping it protected from outside thieves!
Elena: She was planning to replace the real birth records today.
Julian grabbed the document from Elena's hand and scanned the first paragraph.
The clear black ink showed exact dates and signatures from the local hospital.
His hands began to shake slightly as he read the details.
Julian: This says the baby belongs to the late estate heir, not you.
Victoria: That legal paper is a complete fake created by a scammer!
Elena: I brought the certified hospital stamp records from the state vault.
Elena pulled out a sealed white letter with an official state seal.
Julian opened the seal and looked at the blue ink signature.
Everything matched the original documents in his father's filing cabinet upstairs.
Julian: You lied to me about the biological parentage of this child.
Victoria: I did what I had to do to protect our inheritance!
Elena: She wanted control over the monthly trust fund payout.
Julian felt a wave of anger build up inside his chest.
He looked at his sister with complete disbelief and sadness.
Julian: The monthly trust money was meant for his true care and college fund.
Victoria: I am raising him, so the money belongs to me!
The sound of heavy car tires crunching on the gravel driveway resonated outside.
The family attorney had finally arrived for the scheduled meeting.